Compared to the two fairies, Natsu is truly slaying a dragon!

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But in that very instant!

【brush----!!】

I didn't see anything at all.

Her sleeve was then cut off, revealing her fair arm.

Torn pieces of clothing danced in the air, mirroring the falling cherry blossoms.

The dove's pupils trembled wildly.

"What...just happened??"

"I... I was hit by the slash?"

"Why can't I see anything?"

"An invisible slash??"

Countless questions filled the turtledove's mind.

The hand gripping the sword hilt stiffened.

Sweat... seeped out like raindrops, then fell.

[Soak the wooden planks on the ground.]

"What's wrong? You're even afraid to draw your sword?"

Just as the turtledove was deeply shaken...

Erza's voice rang out.

The magical light has been completely concealed.

Erza now seemed to have completely changed.

[His hands were severed by dragon claws, and crimson dragon scales appeared on his cheeks.]

A head of long, crimson hair danced wildly in the air.

An invisible, powerful wind, like a slashing blow, ravaged everything around Erza.

Cracks have appeared in the floorboards.

The nearby wooden stakes were snapped in two by the strong wind; the broken pieces were completely pulverized before they even hit the ground.

Even the cherry blossoms drifting towards Erza shattered completely into powder and scattered when they approached within ten meters of her.

Vidarudas stared in horror at Erza's current state, or rather, at everything happening around her.

I was deeply shocked.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

Even the captain, Ikaruga, couldn't help but swallow hard at this moment.

[He took a deep breath: "Truly astonishing sword intent."]

"Can you simply stand there and shatter everything around you?"

Erza raised her right hand and caught the lightly falling, shattered cherry blossom powder.

"The ultimate swordsmanship is the ability to cut through anything, even without a blade."

"Seriously speaking, you're the first enemy I've ever seen with this posture. You already have reason to be proud!"

"Even though I just wanted to use you as practice."

"Is that so..." Ikaruga seemed to suppress his inner fear, his hand gripping the sword hilt tightly once more.

"I'm truly honored."

"As the leader of the Three Crows, what I should do now is immediately turn around and run away, then find Lord Geralt and cooperate with him to complete this request."

The turtledove opened its mouth softly.

【"but……"】

She paused here.

The veins on the back of his hand, gripping the sword hilt tightly, began to bulge.

His entire body was surging with magical power.

"My honor as a swordsman will not allow me to flee in defeat when I encounter someone with such mastery of the sword!"

【"I!!"】

The dove suddenly raised its head!

[Even her beautiful face began to distort slightly.]

"Want to try it out! Your slash!!"

"A remarkable fighting spirit." Erza smiled.

"I will spare your life. After all... it would be such a pity for a rare swordsman to perish like this."

As the words fell, Erza slowly brought her hands together.

The index fingers of both hands touched.

【moment!!】

An invisible storm is brewing.

[From the point where Erza was standing, the attack began to expand wildly outwards.]

Her long, crimson hair danced wildly in the wind.

"Sword Saint Dragon Domain!"

The turtledove's nerves were stretched to the limit at this moment.

There is absolutely no room for thought.

Almost instinctively, honed by years of sword practice, Ikaruga drew its blade.

The strongest sword move of his life was unleashed.

"No Moon Flow, Obliterate Life, Flash Moon!!!"

This moment was the moment the storm raged!

This is the moment when swords flash!

It took less than 0.1 seconds.

The turtledove immediately realized that its strike had been shattered.

[Completely shattered by the endless, invisible slashes that filled the surrounding air.]

[Boom boom boom boom—!!!]

A sword wound several meters long exploded on the wooden bridge beside the turtledove.

But this is just the beginning!

One, two... ten! A hundred! A thousand!!!

In an instant, countless sword marks covered the entire bridge.

The sheer density of their numbers is like drawing continuously on a sheet of paper with a black ballpoint pen until the black lines fill the entire sheet...

The wooden bridge collapsed in an instant.

The flowing river below was split into countless droplets that exploded upwards.

The stone crumbled into dust.

Cherry blossom petals turned into pink powder, filling the space.

Even the thick tree trunks were cut into neat, small pieces in that instant.

The walls were also covered with a dense network of thick sword marks, leaving them scarred and battered.

At this moment, the entire space seemed to be within the range of Erza's invisible slashes.

Everything in sight is crumbling.

Even Vidarudas, who had been lying there for a while, was affected.

[His body froze on the spot.]

Their faces still bore an expression of utter horror.

[Immediately afterwards, fine blood vessels began to appear on his cheeks and spread to other parts of his body.]